Long Day = Short Post

So a bunch of us got together at some joint in downtown Springfield, or as I like to call, the outdoor shooting range in the heart of the city, for some beverages with the recent unemployed.

After 20 minutes of the downtown crowd, I decided I'd had more than enough and headed home.

As I was walking to my car, John sent me a text, one thing led to another and before you knew it, I was sitting at a bar with him, shooting the bull and laughing about nothing.

Right now, I'm tired and struggling to stay awake.

In other words, I'm slightly intoxicated.

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